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The Harrowing World
the darkest hour in the pale bubble of the moon 
cool midnight, lonely solvent for tomorrow 
raking stars like marbled glitter 
shade and shadow merge as one 

all asleep, earth and hearth 
my heart beats deep in mantle's drum 
nightbirds chased by whispered death 
silent...

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Categories: harrowing, car, culture, growing up,
Form: Classicism
The Harrowing Ballot
They built an abattoir for man                      
In the heart of the land            ...

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Categories: harrowing, angst,
Form: Verse
Premium Member I That Expose Heaving Breast To Harrowing Night
I That Expose Heaving Breast To Harrowing Night
 (BORN FROM NIGHT BATTLES IN YOUTH FIERCELY FOUGHT)


I that expose heaving breast to harrowing night
Daring to curse fate, defying its awesome might
Live in this world as an old and cold lonesome stone
After midnight face those horrendous beastly...

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Categories: harrowing, conflict, faith, fate, hope,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Premium Member Harrowing Goodbye
Sighs and tears escaped
From an enamored couple
When both realized
Love had withered forever 
Lacking of fertilizers












6-10-2016...

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Categories: harrowing, lost love,
Form: Tanka
Harrowing Experience Was To Me
Harrowing Experience Was To Me

Had thought for a while;
Harrowing experience,
Really was to me.

About politics;
All of the idiots there;
None a friend of mine.

Jim Horn...

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Categories: harrowing, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
Harrowing Fig
I hold on the fig upon the tree, it cannot fall too far from it
if I were to pull upon it, surely it will not stay in tranquility,
as I hold it in my bear hands, I know it feels what I feel

I have experienced happiness...

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Categories: harrowing, 10th grade, anxiety, black
Form: Bio



A harrowing drive on the Schuylkill Expressway
A harrowing drive on the Schuylkill Expressway
(route 76) both heading into
(and a small number of hours later
exiting) center city Philadelphia
to Schwenksville on May 19th, 2024.

Yours truly (a doodling Yankee), and the missus
went to town, NOT riding on a pony,
NOR did I stick a feather in...

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Categories: harrowing, adventure, america, angel, anger,
Form: Free verse
A Harrowing Grief
Hills speak of a weathering,
each lays bare 
an allegory of bereavement.

Grief has its own inward milling.

What once was the high pulse 
of rapture
is now the nag of a heartbeat
sheathed 
like a stone in a shoe.

When you try to name the hurt,
objectify its presence,
it turns into...

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Categories: harrowing, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things